mufasa the world that turns

I work hard with bras I'm a star so far deep thinking about everything I'm not yet winning when I'm hard at rapping I still hear no clapping I'm the reason when there's a giving opsite sides fighting for nothing the government is chanting immigrants down casting nobody else is listening it's just a beginning bredreni do this for no joke not messing around with talent that's a blessing blow it off and keep going keep on walking to the promise land rasta gathering gangia smoking pits us in relaxing world so dark from the heat they keep division a part words bicker back and forth they want more to in store what you put in the drawer I saw when not good what you see stays in the hood yes I'm good never back down when I should